The Agony of Creation

It begins with a word, gasping in the dark, Whereupon the echoes of its birth sound to heaven and hell, Far cries become whispers as they fold out into the infinite, The song begins. From darkness is light, from light, a furtive mote of life, Until this desert is populated by so many humming grains …

Empty boxes

Empty cardboard box,Home once to a trifle thing,Now claimed by my cat.

Fear, Utterly Reviled By Years

I thought she'd slam the door on me, but she hurdled over the couch, sheer panic on her sweat-sheened face. I whipped around and drove my shoulder into the door, forcing it against the horror on our heels. "What does it want!?" Just on the other side of the door, we heard it coo: "U-nye-loo-lay-doo?" …

Dishwasher, Former Dreamer

She busied herself, Tending to the household needs, Yet they resurface, Those faint bubbles of tension, That say, “Are we happy now?”

A distant, childish song

The cries of kids’ games, Echo throughout the courtyard, Dancing on warm winds, Singing as they flow beyond, Beyond the confines of time.

A return to normalcy

A cuckoo's call rise,Draws the ire of a sleeper,Hit SNOOZE, roll over. Cat meows just outside,Complaining about the food,Or the lack thereof. Groggy fellow groans,A night's sleep is only goodWhen you can sleep in. COVID cases rise,Put on a mask, do your part,Got to get through this. Music station plays,The classic songs of childhood,While the …

Crossing the Threshold

The doctor's opinion was cruel at best, It seems years of stress cannot be reversed by rest, So maybe it's true what they say about art, About how every work takes a piece of your heart, Although in this case it took from her arm, Up to the threshold of "irreversible harm," She reflects on …

Spring snows fall

Coffee is too hot,But outside is chilly cold,So it feels just right. Even in these warm months,Glittering snow often falls,Stolen breaths and dreams. Spring snows fall slowly,Caught in cool winds and light gusts,So they dance, not fall. Grey and blue sky meet,Cascading shadow paintings,Such depth in nature. The cat is happy,Winter blankets come again,For a …

I’m Fine, Just Let me Go

I'm fine, please don't worry, really, It's just who I am, naturally, Sadness is a mask worn just so, This bitter scowl is just for show, It's nothing at all, it's silly,All things will pass eventually,I'm just tired if you need to know, So let it be, just let me go.

Unsent Letters

My dearest, I'm not sure what you mean by "you have changed." Before you, I was unhappy, exhausted with living, Before you, I was cruel, for nothing made me happy, Before you, I was contemptuous, fear calloused into cruelty, Before you, I was alone and afraid, and so hid it with contempt. Before you, I …